remembering ranger school.

52 weeks have gone by since my husband completed his nine weeks of training at Ranger School, but to me it feels like just yesterday.

It feels like just yesterday that I was crossing days off my calendar, counting backwards from 61; that I was penning eight page letters on the daily to my freezing cold, pneumatic soldier; that I was throwing gum, beef jerky, calling cards, socks and cookies into end-of-phase care packages; that I was staring at my phone willing it to ring, to hear the only word on my mind- “GO”; that I was pinning the coveted golden tab onto my husband’s arm.

Ranger School…

One year ago I wrote the True Life: I’m A Ranger School Wife series, and, to this day, those posts are the most popular on my blog. I know you’re out there Ranger School wives (and fiances and girlfriends and moms and dads)! If there is anything I can help you understand better, any questions I can answer, any advice I can offer, any resources I can point you toward, please let me know. Because I still remember how hard it is to be facing down those nine weeks alone, without information and with no one who really understands. I’m here for you!

Also, thank you for the service of all our nation’s veterans- past and present. Without you, there would be no US.